[Chorus:]
Violence, (oh no!) is golden.
Aa-aa-aa-aa-ah!
Violence, (oh no!) is golden.
Aa-aa-aa-aa-ah!
Pass another plate of shrapnel,
Sprinkle it with TNT;
Gotta have another grenade salad,
Split it with your enemy.
Gotta sell another Uzi,
Maybe couple 44 Mags,
Got a wife and a kid to support,
And a payment on the Jag.
Won't you try this personal bazooka,
Make you feel like a man,
Show the little girls what's what
By the size of the thunder in your hands.
Take a pocketful of Teflon bullets,
Maybe 'nother Tommy gun,
Gotta keep stuff movin' out the door,
Got a business to run.
Take it from me, son
You can have a lot of fun!
[Chorus x2]
Pass another fleet of B-1 bombers,
Grab an M-16,
Buildin' Chevies was never the fun
Of buildin' up the war machine.
Got a rocket in my pocket and it's ready,
Do you think we can deal?
Got a year-end sale goin' on,
You can see the appeal;
'Cause I'm sellin' both sides of the fence,
That be the name of the game,
I don't care about your silly little struggle, Money's colored all the same.
Take a handful of Star Wars missiles,
Maybe super laser gun,
Gotta keep stuff movin' out the door,
Got a business to run.
Take it from me, son
We can have a lot of fun!
[Chorus x3]
